The clouds in the sky gradually drifted away, and a few golden rays of sunlight came out from behind the thin clouds, making the whole world a little brighter.

Qi Zihuan walked slowly on the grass, he had just arrived from the Lost Lake outside the town with Seventeen Roads, and he was finally about to arrive. Thanks to his early arrangement, once when he took off the Cambodian doll in the car, and once when he reached out to stroke the crow in Marian's arms, he secretly pinched it and made it into a puppet.

Sure enough, it was very useful at a critical moment.

When passing by Marianne, who was standing more than ten meters away from the mansion, Qi Zihuan turned his head to look at the even more haggard old woman and sighed softly.

Marianne didn't pay attention to Qi Zihuan who was passing by at all, looked at the door of the mansion with an anxious face, and muttered: "Please, return Henry to me, please......"

Henry was ruined several times by the crow puppet to slap his nirvana, and simply concentrated on swatting the crow with a shovel, looking like a man who had been disturbed by insomnia in the middle of the night with a fly swatter to beat a mosquito.

The crow just flapped its wings to dodge, and didn't fly far, and flew down to harass him when he moved his feet to chase Jimmy.

Well, the enemy advances and I retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs me, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I chase, this crow has won the essence of guerrilla warfare.

Qi Zihuan walked near the door, looking at the two puppets of one person, one bird and still fighting lively, the corners of his mouth pulled and smiled, and then stretched his right arm forward.

Seventeen will, trotting all the way along the right arm, when he reached the palm of his hand, his knees were slightly bent, he jumped with force, adjusted his position in mid-air, and hammered down with his small fist on Henry's right shoulder blade.

Henry was newly dead, and his muscles had not dried up and atrophied, which played a certain blocking role, so that the punch only cracked his bones slightly, and he did not lose his mobility.

Little Seventeen first rolled on the ground, dodged the shovel he struck, and then rolled over, rushed under Henry's crotch, stopped and rebounded, and smashed his fist into the knee socket again.

Bang!

The attack in this position had nothing to do with pain, it was purely a mechanical reaction that caused Henry to get down on one knee.

Seventeen took the opportunity to climb his belted shirt, came to the right shoulder, and smashed three punches at the same position just now.

Finally the bone shattered, and Henry's right arm was weak and could no longer move.

The crow puppet seemed to know how to analyze the situation, and when he saw that there was no need for help here, he flew into Marianne's arms and accepted her touch with great enjoyment.

Seventeen did so, and it took a few minutes to finally shatter Henry's limbs, causing him to collapse to the ground and unable to move.

Qi Zihuan shook his right hand, and the peachwood sword came, and at the same time, he secretly used the Sunyao Treasure Mirror and stood quietly aside.

A moment later, a trace of black gas quietly escaped from Henry's body, which was already useless, and he was about to flee into the room after leaving his body.

With a wave of the wooden sword, the smoke vanished.

Qi Zihuan raised his feet and entered this spacious but oppressive mansion.

At the door of the restaurant, the Cambodian little wooden man tirelessly dismantled the old servant Richard's spine into many small pieces before he got out of his clothes, stood on the dried corpse, and began to dance slowly in an unknown dance.

Edward had retreated to the other side of the table, gun aimed at Ella, arm still shaking.

Ella, or Mary. Xiao stood up straight, regained his demure and elegant posture, and did not look at the muzzle of the black hole on the side, but frowned and looked at Qi Zihuan who was walking step by step.

"Who the hell are you?" Marie. Xiao asked sharply with a frown.

"Me? It doesn't hurt to tell you, I'm from a mysterious place in the east called Sand Hidden Village, where some people have been puppeteers for generations. Qi Zihuan held a peachwood sword in his hand and said as he walked, "In the past, the puppeteers in the village, like you, simply made puppets made of metal or wood, until later a powerful figure called the Red Sand Scorpion appeared, and began to make puppets from the corpses of other strong people. But his purpose is to allow the puppet to inherit the abilities of his lifetime, which is much higher than your sluggish goods. ”

Marie. Xiao Ning listened attentively, she didn't expect that the puppet skills she had always been proud of were only at the level of the ninth rank in an oriental village.

Qi Zihuan walked closer and stood still, raised his hand to signal to the nervous Edward, and reminded him not to act rashly first, and then continued: "I know you are not convinced, your most proud work is nothing more than your current body, but I want to ask you, does this body really belong to you?" ”

Marie. Xiao was stunned, the agreement she had reached with Ella was to completely let Ella go, allowing her to freely manipulate this living body to help her take revenge.

In other words, there are still two souls in Ella's body that have not been fused.

Marie. Xiao didn't dare to go back and devour Ella's soul, because if it did, the body would die with it, just like any other cadaveric puppet.

"This villain is your puppet?" Marie. Xiao pointed to the Cambodian villain who was still dancing slowly on Richard, "And Billy, also controlled by you?" ”

Qi Zihuan shook his head and said, "Control? No, no, no, I don't have the same philosophy as you, I don't think the material of the puppet is critical, it's the soul. ”

He raised his head, with a serious expression, and said blindly.

"As long as there is a soul, the dead are alive."

"No soul?" Marie. Xiao chewed Qi Zihuan's words repeatedly, especially after watching him squat down and stretch out his palm to pick up the white-faced puppet that was running quickly, he felt a lot more touched.

"That's right, the soul is the key, no matter how strong a puppet is, if you can't give it a soul, it will always be a dead thing." Qi Zihuan chattered and emphasized, "By the way, you didn't give them souls by manipulating these corpses just now, it was just a trace of your remnant soul used as a thread to carry out stiff control." If your true soul dwells in it, it will be much more flexible and strong. ”

Marie. Xiao frowned, and said in an uncertain tone: "But I already have this body, and it is alive, I thought this was the perfect puppet......"

"No, it's a burden, don't say I made a move, it's just that the detective next to you fired a few shots, and this body became a corpse. It's still the corpse of a weak woman, and it's not even as good as the ones just now. ”

At this time, Seventeen, who had been missing just now, jumped down from upstairs, happened to be caught by Qi Zihuan, and sat on his shoulders again.

Qi Zihuan looked at the returning Seventeen, and then at Marie, whose expression was uncertain. Xiao relaxed and said: "Okay, it's almost nonsense with you, now kill your last body, and this matter will be over." ”

Marie. Xiao suddenly seemed to have figured it out, raised his head and smiled evilly, and said, "This is the end?" No, it's just getting started. ”

Qi Zihuan looked stunned.

But there was a vague sense of relief in his eyes.